Chapter 35 Trending on the internet
Evelyn's POV.
I stood at the door and looked closely at the person seated behind the desk.
It looked like a female. She twirled the chair, backing me as she looked through the files.
I waited for a while to see what was going to happen next then she twirled the chair again
It was Dera.
But now, it looked like she was arranging the files instead of looking through them.
I walked inside with quiet steps.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
She jumped off the chair, raising her two hands to the air.
“Good evening ma'am,” she quickly greeted with a shaky voice and her head bowed.
“What are you doing here?” I repeated.
“The boss told me to clean some things up here,” she responded, her head still lowered.
My eyebrows were knitted. I saw her, but I wasn't quite convinced.
Adrian Kane lets someone enter his study? The maid who doesn't even show up much around the house?
“Why then were you startled when I came in?” I asked.
She swallowed hard before she responded. “I thought you'd be angry at me for sitting on the boss's chair”
“Does he let you clean his office often?” I tilted my head.
She bowed more slightly. “Yes ma. I'm the only maid in the house.”
I stared at her and my imagination began to run wild. I instantly had a light bulb moment. It was risky and could land me in trouble but I wanted to give it a try.
She is allowed to enter Adrian's study often when I'm not even allowed to step close to the door without being suspicious.
“Look at me,” I commanded. “I need you to do a very delicate job for me,” I said sternly.
Attempt 1: BRIBERY
“Can you pass information about Adrian to me without informing him?”
Her eyes were still on me but she looked confused.
“Everyone says Adrian Kane has things under his cupboard. I want you to find them and I will compensate you greatly,” I said.
There was only a catch for what I was doing at the moment. It's either she takes the offer, rejects it, or reports me to Adrian.
Whichever one it would be, I was ready to face the consequences if there's any.
“You mean to spy on the boss?” She asked.
If that's how she wants to put it, then…. “Yes.”
“I don't think I can…..” she trailed off, her eyes trailing around the study.
First attempt, failed. As expected.
Attempt 2: Emotional Blackmail.
“This is to strengthen my marriage, Dera. Don't think too much about it,” I said, as I moved close to her and held her hand.
“My husband is hiding a lot and he doesn't tell me anything about himself.” I made my eyes teary.
“...he doesn't even let me come close to his study. How do I find these things out if not like this?”
Dera went silent like she was thinking about it. I stared at her, sobbing gently, awaiting a response and desperately praying that she would agree.
“Alright,” she said after few seconds of thought. “I'll do it, ma'am. I'll keep you updated on everything I find.”
A wide smile appeared on my lips and I nodded. “Thank you,” I muttered.
I walked out first and she followed behind me. I headed back to my room and soon after, I fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up to the buzzing sound of my phone, which was unlike the usual sunlight that usually seeps in through my window.
I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and checked the time. It was a few minutes past six but I already had missed calls and tons of messages.
My eyes were still heavy but I forced myself to look through my phone.
I looked at the news popping on my screen first and was surprised to see my name and my picture placed everywhere.
I quickly sat up on the bed and checked what they were all about. My eyes widened as I read one of the writeups.
“Adrian Kane and Evelyn Voss are just in a fake marriage! The way they acted in the Quinn's party shows it!” One of the headlines said.
Under it was the discussion of how Nathaniel had held me and how Adrian hadn't stayed beside me throughout the party.
I checked another and they also had tons of things to talk about me. “She's cheating with Nathaniel Quinn! They look closer.”
I already knew from the party venue that I might be the talk of town today.
I checked the missed calls that I had and they were from Eva. Four missed calls from her and the sight of it made me groan.
I called her back and she picked up almost immediately.
“Tell me that was photoshopped!!” She yelled into the phone.
It was still so early and her voice was already so loud and energetic and those words of hers were her form of greetings.
“What is?” I asked, rolling my eyes a bit.
“Nathaniel!! That's your fucking boyfriend I'm seeing on camera!” She yelled again.
“You met with him? You touched him? Like…. Is he real?” Eva asked in one breath.
I could only sigh, not able to respond to any.
“It's still early, Eva,” I finally found my voice. “Let's talk about this when the day fully breaks, I promise to call you.”
She groaned before muttering the word okay and ending the call.
I went through every article I could set my eyes on like a jobless person and soon the day was brighter.
When I walked out of the room, I headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.
Not long after, my husband appeared beside me.
“The internet is buzzing all about you,” he said. “We have to find a way to shut them up”
No greetings, no sweet words early in the morning, just his sickening and cold commanding voice.